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Dirty Laundry
Shannon watches her reflection in the full-length mirror of the bleak changing room before her shift starts. The fluorescent lights shudder and make her look pale. She is wearing her blue work smock and her dark-brown, almost black, hair is tied up and covered by a hair net. Each day blurs into the next, much the same, day after day, again and again.
By Stephanie Morin5 years ago in Criminal
Pueblito and Dreams
1… “No! Please!” Rome cried out, barely thinking straight after the beating. This can’t be real. He had seen guns before, you don’t grow up in Atoyatlepeque without being close to many, but never this close. Kids like him and Rafa had to thread carefully in a small town in rural El Salvador. They tried to stay out of trouble and yet trouble found them as it did everyone.
By Ricardo Menjivar5 years ago in Criminal
The Traffic Warden
Miniature diamonds glistening in the street lamps aura. Cascading over the already dark tarmac, making it glummer. Appropriate for the night that has been cast upon Ethan. As the crystals relentlessly hound the pavement, constructing their own riverways, one stream appears unique against all the others. You would believe it was Sierra Leone with all the blood congealing and diluting into the liquid jewels running into the drains abyss.
By Marcus Climpson5 years ago in Criminal
The Lengths You'll Go
It was her favourite time of day just before the sky went dark. Looking out into the horizon with her best friend Suzie, revisiting the lookout they used to sneak away to. Escaping annoying family get togethers or just the troubles of life, where they would find themselves vomiting up liquors they were once too young for. But this time the sickly feeling was far worse, her heart in her throat and her hands trembling.
By Olivia Murillo5 years ago in Criminal
Franny B
FRANNY B By Sarah Banning A brown, canvas bag sat heavily on Franny’s shaking lap. Her entire body quaked with fear and happiness. She’d done it. And now, here she sat, in Paul’s hunting cabin, just across the Canadian border, $20,000 richer than when she woke up and ate an English muffin twelve hours ago.
By Sarah Banning5 years ago in Criminal





